Note: The unthinkable happened!! I got more reviewers!! Oh it's nice to know someone takes a interest in your work...but of the twelve I have, they start review on 1 and 2? Those are like the worst ones and I never took the time to reproof read them. I really am better now. So! Some interesting dialog in this one...wouldn't mind a some feedback on it...

Disclaimer: Being the thirteenth chapter and all, I'll feel safer if I say the Nintendo owns the Zelda series and all the characters used in that canon. But my characters are MINE. Use them...and I will find you...


Link and the unknown entity from the chasm bottom continue higher and higher into the darkness. At the moment figure hit Link, the air was knocked out of him. His lungs ached and cried out for a second breath, but all Link's mouth could handle were shallow gulps as the two speeded upwards. Not knowing if the entity would stop at the chamber's ceiling or barrel through the roof, Link fell back to his tenacity to fight and fight he did! Link reached to his sheathed sword, grabbed hold of the hilt, and rammed the pommel of the grip into the figure. At the moment pommel met, a loud metal clang sounded through the air, though Link did let this slow his resolve. CLANG!! CLANG!! CLANG!! CLANG!! Link hammer the entity as hard as could, but the two continued upward. The darkness left Link blinded…no way to see what he was banging into…and no way to find an opening in his armored foe……Suddenly, Link found himself flying backwards…away from the entity and on to the floor of the upper chamber……

"Soooooo, MEAT!!" the sinister voice of the figure shrieked, "You seem to have some fight left!!"

Link quickly stood up and positioned his body defensively…why did he always ending up with just his sword, Link thought to himself. The dull ball of light that marked the entity's location started to glow brighter, illuminating the chamber and Link's enemy: The creature was slender…its waist no more then half a foot wide. The robe that hung around the creature must have once been that of noble's, with golden embroidered floral designs and expensive looking emblems. Dark gray had replaced pristine white, and tears line bottom of the garb. A turban topped the creature's head and its face had a golden mask covering it. The mask was of man's face with mustache and a pointy beard…its eyes were cut out, showing black pools flowed behind the mask. The creature drifted above the ground, moving back and forth in a menacing dance…so it was a Poe, Link concluded as he watched the creature carefully. The Poe's bony hands held a iron chain…connected on one end was the lantern that lit the room…and on the other end was a twelve inch long object with spikes protruding out the length of it.

"It's been so long…TOO LONG since I last heard meat gasp for breath!!" The Poe continued its shriek as it twirled the spiky end of the chain, "Too long…TOO LONG since blood spread across the floors…the walls!! Too long since this one heard bones crash…flesh tear!! But now you're here…now you've come……"

Link knew that Poes were supposed to creepy, but this one was a little too much!! The best thing for Link right now was to wait…there was no telling how this thing would attack. Plus…well…how do you kill something that is already dead? There was much time for strategizing, though, as the Poe raced forward with its ball and chain whirling above it. As the ball came crashing down, Link leaped out of the way then jumped towards the Poe bring the sword down. The blade bounced back as it made contacted with Poe's chain and Link quickly flipped backwards before the ghostly foe could counter. It was faster then Link thought it was…the Poe speedily scream forward towards Link again. Swinging the chain around and around, the Poe pushed Link further and further to the wall. Moving before thinking, Link hurled himself past the soaring chains and thrust his blade at the Poe, hitting it in the shoulder. The Poe bellowed and retreated back, holding its wound. Screams of pain turned to rage as the Poe recoiled the chain flung it at Link, knocking him back into the wall. On hitting the surface, Link let out a gasp of air and slid down the blocks. His back was on fire…the Poe sinister laugh filled Link's ears……

"Yes!! Show it to me, the fear!!" The ghost charged forward, twisting its chain around its arm and grabbing the ball in its hand. The Poe brought the ball down hard, meeting Link's sword a hair before his face. As the Poe continued to press down, it hissed at Link, "Diiieee faster, meat!! I don't want those two girls to get BORED!!"

"Stay away…STAY AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS!!" Link pushed back with every muscle he had. He'd kill the bastard before it thought about Meeko and Malon again!!

Throwing the Poe back, Link jumped up and ran full-speed at the creature, slashing his sword across the Poe's chest as he pasted. Turning around, Link gave the entity a second blow and knocked the golden mask from its head. The Poe's face was a sickly color of brown…its lips, nose, and eyes were all missing…rotted away from centuries of death. After a second of aw, Link drove the blade of his sword through the Poe's decaying face. A light busted out of the cut and the Poe screeched in pain as it floated backwards……

"NNNOOOO!!" The Poe tried desperately to keep the light from leaking out, but it was too late. A colossal black hand inched its way out of the floor and seized the Poe, then started to drag the ghost back through the floor. "NOO!! I DON'T WANT HIM!! HE'S REAL DEATH!!"

Link looked on as the Poe screamed and flailed its arms around…then disappeared into the floor. Whatever did happen to it…the Poe didn't want it to happen. Its voice had changed from confidence and insanity to pure terror…and insanity. Link released a heavy sigh and sank to floor. He laid there for a while as he let the cold floor recover him from is aching back and flaming anger……The rage had welled up in Link's chest to the point that it made his stomach hurt. It wasn't the first time he felt this angry though……Link was just as angry when he saw Colin and Ilia being attacked by the Bulblins. And again when the Bulbins kidnapped Colin at Kakariko……and when Ganondorf sat smugly on his horse as he crashed Midna's piece of the Fused Shadow. Each time, Link's anger well up and explode him forward to defend his friends, to hurt one person to safe another. And after it was done, the rage lingered in Link…eating away at him…it was unsettling to say the least.

"Big Bro!!" Link look back and saw Malon and Meeko running towards him from the chasm's edge. Malon flew down to her knees, beside Link, with a wide look of concern on her face, "Big Bro…are you ok…" She whispered softly.

"The monster's dead and I'm not…I'd say I'm ok." Link replied with smile. Meeko let out the breath she was holding, though it was in slight annoyance. She couldn't believe that Link could joke around after fighting that thing!

"Let's get moving!" Link proclaimed as he wobbled back up, his exhaustion was plain to see, "We need to get down that cliff and to the next level-"

"Wait right there, mister!!" Meeko quickly cut in, pushing Link back to the ground, "You can't start running around after all that!" Link blinked at Meeko in confusion (he always did that before, why not go now), "You have to carry Malon down, too, you know."

"Uh…right" Link compiled with Meeko and lay back on the ground. Meeko place her hands, one on top of the other, over Link's chest, "…aaahhh…what are you doing, Meeko?"

"Isn't it obvious?! I'm healing you!" Meeko retorted as though it was as plain as day. A white light started shine from Meeko's hands and fluttered down into Link's body.

"Miss Meeko? Is that going to help?" Malon asked as the light filled Link.

"Don't worry, Malon. This will make him as good as new!"

She was right, Link felt perfectly fine at that second and even better a second later. All the maiden's spells had been more than helpful and Meeko always seem to have the right one for the job. Link had kind-of wish she was with him during his last adventure. When the maiden finished her work, the three stood up……

"So…no chant for that magic spell!" Link mocked as he stretched his arms.

"Come on…" Meeko answered back, "Do you expect the writer to give EVERY spell a chant?! That's hard work!!"

"………" Malon and Link both stared at her flatly, with narrow eyes.

"What?" (What?! It is hard!!)

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As the moon made its journey through the sky, one small town blow erupted with music and gleeful cheers. Despite being another one of the Hylian settlements cut off in the desert, the tiny town was host to great celebration……though none the townspeople were celebrating. The town's streets were filled with outlaws and bandits, drinking four times their weight and eating even more. This was the celebration of the town's capture…to which the townspeople were funding and catering, of course. Izunoo found himself among the celebration, staying in the crowd and out of eyes of the outlaws' watchmen. Dressed in a grey cloak, Izunoo press on towards the main congregation of bandits…a small tavern in the middle of the town. That was where Izunoo hoped to get information on Ganondorf and the Temple of the Whirling Sands…though the Gerudo was to come first. As Izunoo reached the door, his assumptions of the bandits' identity were confirmed by the repulsive decoration hanging close by……a horse's head that looked as though it was torn from the body.

As Izunoo walked into the tavern, he was met by an unruly scene: Men drinking ale and wine as half of it ran down their shirts. Women navigated the room, trying to stay out of the men's sight, only to be pulled back into their waiting laps. Dogs licking the scraps of food left on the floor. Chaos…but chaos had its uses to a sheikah. It was easier to hide and ran away in this type of pandemonium. Izunoo walked over to a table half way between the door and the bar counter, where the shadows of the room where the deepest. Suddenly the door burst open, causing Izunoo to twist around before he reached his chair. A man was thrown through the entrance and land with a grunt. A tall figured slowly paced in after the man and Izunoo narrowed his eyes at the new comer. It was Hagen, the lead of the Horse Head Marauders……

"You disappoint me, nave!" The great man exclaimed, his voice was gravelly and full of rage…mismatching his luxurious looking coat and boots (dusty, but luxurious), "You know that I don't overlook any grudge without proper payment!!"

"P-P-P-Please!! Hagen!!" begged the man on the floor, his hands trembling before him, "I can pay any price!! Five hundred rupees! One thousand!!"

"IDOIT!!" Hagen grabbed the man by the neck and hoisted the man above his head, "I don't take money!! You know what I want…"

"No!! Please!! My wife!! My child!!" the man screamed as Hagen reached into his pocket and pull out a tiny cube. Izunoo was confused, but as he sat down all the other men looked on in horror. They knew what was going to happen……

"Payment…" Hagen continued as he held up the cube…on the six sides of the cube, three where colored green and three where colored red. He held up the cube so that a green side was facing the man, "Green…you work for me…" He flipped the cube around to a red side, "Red…you die for me…"

The man's eyes widen in terror and surprise. Was Hagen going to give him a chance to live, the man thought it was impossible!! Fifty-fifty chance to die right now or live one to two more weeks as a marauder, everyone knew it was death sentence either way. Hagen tossed the cube on the floor, as everyone in the room held their breath. Pure silence…as the man's future spun on the ground……The dice stopped……

"To bad…" Hagen sighed, as the man gasped in fear, "I could have used someone to shine my boots…"

Suddenly a diamond-shaped dragger the hand that Hagen held the man in…and bounced off!! The dragger fell to the floor, as Izunoo stared in aw…Steel Skin Scourge…so it wasn't just a nickname……Though the attack didn't damage Hagen, it did release his grip and the man didn't think twice about run…no one stopped him. Izunoo was the focus now……

"Must I always have bugs annoying me…" Hagen scoffed as he marched toward Izunoo, but the sheikah was one to finish an outmatched fight.

Hagen reached out and clutched Izunoo's cloak…but the cloak had sank in his hands…Izunoo had disappeared. Outside on the building next to the tavern, Izunoo let out a heavy sigh. Why did he always have to be the hero? Now Izunoo has a seven foot tall man after him and still hasn't any leads……great. A loud crashed sounded in the alleyway below Izunoo, looking down Izunoo found Hagen gazing up at him. He broke through the wall?!

"No one escapes my wrath, sheikah!!" Hagen announced as pointed to Izunoo, "You're no different!!"

"Sorry!" Izunoo replied gleefully, "…But I've have to take rain-check on the whole…wrath thing!"

Hagen screamed and chucked a chair at the sheikah. Unfortunately, Izunoo preformed his disappearing act again and flew out of sight. Hagen stood there, glaring at the spot that Izunoo had occupied. He would remember this……

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Link, Meeko, and Malon were walking through lower levels under Lon Lon Ranch. It must of been three o'clock in morning and all three of them were tired, cold, and just feed-up with whole thing! Meeko felt the worst of the three, she wasn't a farm girl like Malon who use to hard work on the ranch, and was definitely not like the adventurer Link. Her head ached, her feet ached, her arms and legs ached because of the cold…SHE ACHED!! But the worst part was this growing feeling Meeko had in her……It wasn't pain or fear or frustration…but it was something she didn't want to feel. She didn't really know what the feeling was entirely…though Meeko knew it was bad…because she felt it every time saw Link……

"Hey, Meeko? You listening?" Link asked, breaking Meeko from her thoughts.

"Umm…Yes, of course!" Meeko quickly responded, hoping he would buy it

"Really…what'd I just say…?" No such luck…

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh…" Oh, no! It was Mistress Yuenka's classes all over again!!

"Sigh…its ok…I'll say it again…" Link turned around and looked at the two girls. They were both cold and tire like he was, but it was his responsibility to get them out of there, "Temples and dungeons like these are deathtraps. Almost every one is lined with booby traps and some kind of brutes stocking around. Plus, this place is falling apart, so we need to keep our ears and our eyes open…"

At the word 'eyes', Link glared at Meeko and caused the girl to flinch……so she might have forgotten to recast the Nayru's Seen lighten spell before it went out…and that might have caused Link to trip over and caused Malon to step on a particularly sharp rock (Malon was still favoring that foot when she was walking). Meeko had to accept it, she sucked at dungeon crawling! After seeing the gloomy expression on Meeko's face, Link let loose a heavy sigh……

"Meeko…no one's blaming you. We all just need to work together and we get out of this!" Link beamed a dazzling smile at the young maiden and Meeko couldn't help but blush. How the hell did he know what just the right thing was to say?

"Miss Meeko…" Malon popped in, tugging on Meeko's nightgown waist, "Are you sick? Your face is all red."

"She's right! You feeling ok, Meeko?" Now Link noticed! Great!!

"It's nothing!! Really!!" Meeko said, laughing the matter off and continuing forward. Link and Malon just blanked at each other once and followed the maiden into the next room.

The three found the next chamber to be a large room, not as large as the highest level but still large. The floor tiling of the room was arranged to form a circles, three of them. The circles touched each other in the center of the chamber. At the far end of the room were three statues, their features denoted them to be women and they were each painted a single color: red, blue, and green. Link didn't what to make of the chamber, but Meeko knew what the room was exactly……

"This is an ancient chapel!" Meeko proclaimed as she walked across the floor, "This symbol on the ground is old sign of the Goddesses…before the Triforce was discovered."

"So those statues are Din, Nayru, and Farore!" Malon joined in as she pointed to each sculpture. Link, however, was a little slower on the up take (theology was his forte). Malon continued, "Shouldn't a chapel be on the above ground levels?"

"Yes. I'm not sure why it's down here…" Meeko moved closer to the statues of the Goddesses. They were two feet taller then her and their stoic faces gave Meeko a sense of mystery. "These must be the best preserved examples of pre-Hyrulean culture to date!! Any archeologist would give their left arm to see this place!"

"Ha…I know one who'd give his whole body without thinking twice…" Link smugly retorted, receiving a Don't-be-an-ass look from Meeko. Link was standing in the middle of the chamber when he heard Malon scream……

"OH MY GODDESSES!!" the young girl squealed as Meeko and Link twisted their heads to her, "This has to be…the prettiest thing EVER!!"

Malon was kneeing next to the wall when she picked up the said 'prettiest thing ever'. Holding the object up, Link noticed a small shimmer reflecting off it. It was comb! A silver comb with meticulous curved flower blooms and leafs…a red jewel marked the center of the handle. It was a beautiful item by anyone's standards and would have been worth a great deal.

"Big Bro!! Can I keep it?!" Malon's eyes were filled with hope and were begging Link to let her have it.

"Of course you can!" Link replied with smile, as Malon squealed again, "As far as I'm concerned…anything in a dungeon is free game!"

Malon jumped up and down in glee a few times before recoiling from her injured foot. She must have been the happiest girl in any dungeon (……right…). As Malon started to test out her new comb through her ruby hair, a slim arm reached out of the wall near the young girl. A second scream reached Link's ears as he was studying the Farore sculpture. Gods…if that girl found a ivory toothbrush then Link would-…but the hero froze to the spot when he looked over to Malon…as she was being pulled into wall. Link rushed over the girl and grabbed her hands in hopes in stopping Malon…but she continued to fall through the wall……

"Big Bro-" Malon had managed to say before her head disappeared. The girl's small hands gripped onto Link's like vise, but they soon disappeared as well……

"NO!!" Link bellowed as slammed his fist against the wall. He was going to fail her……Link speeded out the chamber and into the direction that Malon had went.

"LINK!!" Meeko called out as she raced after him, "WAIT UP!! We don't even know where she went!!"

But Link maintained his pace through hallways and rooms. Only one thing was on his mind: Get to Malon. When the two past a doorway, Link skidded to a halt and ran back to it. The room was as large as the chapel was, though much plainer, and in the middle of the chamber sat Malon. The young girl was on the floor, with her legs pulled up to her chest and was whimpering……she wasn't alone. A second figure sat behind Malon…its 12 inch long nails running through the girls red hair……

"Such beautiful hair for girl her age…" The entity's voice was the tone of whisper, but Meeko and Link could hear it perfectly from their distance, "I had hair like this once…but now my beauty is gone…now the body is gone…there's only pain now…"

The figure stared up at the newcomers: A golden mask in the shape of a star covered the top half of its face with lower half left skull-like. The mask itself was dotted with diamonds, emeralds, and rubies all coated in dusty and the eye-slits show the emptiness of wearer. The entity's hair hung down in a long braid and ended with classic feature of every Poe…a lantern. Its hair was a white/grey color, clashing horribly with the dull yellow gown with low neckline. The low neck revealed a withered chest of nothing but skin and bone.

"Get away from the girl!" Link demanded the Poe, but the ghostly foe merely tilled its head as it continued to comb Malon's hair.

"Is this girl your beloved sister? One you do anything for? Jump to the moon for?" The Poe inquired. Suddenly the Poe wrapped its fingers around Malon's neck and lifted the girl aloft, "Should I not then poke a hole there this one's skull?! Hmm?! Like you did to my brother?!"

"Brother…?"

"Yes. My one, beloved brother!! Poor, helpless Yamdin……He loved the stars and his sister, Yamhela, so much……Then you came!! You swung your sword, ended his loves, let the old one down below take him!!"

The Poe from before had a…sister? It looked like a girl…sort of. The only matter to Link right then was Malon, but there was little that he could do with the girl in the Poe's clutches. Looking at Malon teary face, Link couldn't it anymore! He charged forward, unsheathing his sword, and leaped at the entity. This took the Poe by surprise (She was still ranting! It was rude!), in a blink of the eye Link grabbed Malon and slashed off the ghost's arm. The Poe reeled back and shrieked in agony as her arm dissolved away. Link had placed Malon down some feet away and turned to face Yamhela……

"YOU WHELP!!" the Poe screamed as she held her armless stump, "I will peal the skin off your living bones! Yes!! Only a brother can make up for a brother-"

"Din's Howl!!" The familiar funnel of light knocked the Poe straight back into the wall. Link turned his attentions to Meeko as the maiden lowered her hands, a hard expression painted across her face, "Sorry to cut you short…but I was getting sick of all the creepy dialog."

"Someone's getting cocky!" Link mocked as Malon and he walked over to Meeko.

"You…You fools…" Yamhela choked out as she staggered up, "Y-You will know…true fear-"

"Din's Howl!!" again the Poe was sent backwards be the maiden's spell, "How many times do I have to hit before you stay down?!"

"You can not…can not kill…Poes!" Yamhela was in a heap on floor by this time, but she was stubborn dead girl, "Your…eyeballs will-"

The Poe was cut off once again, but not by Meeko's burst. A black hand emerged for floor and seized Yamhela…just was it did her Poe-brother……and just as before, the colossal hand pulled the female Poe through the floor and deeper into the dungeons… a final screech bellowed out of Yamhela's mouth. Link stared on at the spot where the Poe disappeared. Something bigger was at work in these ruins, Link thought to himself, but what it was he couldn't figure out. Meeko had sunk down to the floor, her breathing quickened and her forehead lined with sweat…

"Meeko, are you ok?" Link asked with a concerned look.

"Oh, yeah……" The maiden had her head hung towards the ground in exhaustion, "Just too much spell casting……That's all."

Meeko was really run tired right then…she wasn't out of breath, but fast pants made her feel a little better. The feeling of using so much magic after so short a time was akin to a stomach-flu. Her belly whirled, head ached, and her skin felt cold, though she sweated like a pig. But after a few seconds, Meeko was feeling a lot better. Staring down at the ground, the maiden notice a small, round hump stick up…what was it, Meeko wondered. The hump started to grow taller and taller……Suddenly a face popped out the floor!

"EEEEKKKK!!" Meeko practically flew up to Link's shoulders as Link struggled to balance the girl and stay standing, "Kill it!! KILL IT!!"

"Humph! Like that's going to happen!" The face shot back in annoyed tune as it floated out of the floor. A man appeared with a hefty mustache, a pudgy nose, overalls, "My life ended some time ago……"

"I-I-I-Ingo!!" Malon exclaimed as she recognized the man.

"Oh great…" the ghostly Ingo sighed, crossing his arms over his chest and lantern, "…The only good thing about being die was getting away from that stupid redhead…"

"So you're that farmhand that got lost down here." Link confirmed as Meeko slipped behind him (she saw two other Poes before Ingo and now she's freaking out…must be the mustache…).

"Yeah……Idiotic Poes dragged me down here and played with me for WEEKS!! The worst part was that I found a way out just as they finished me off!!"

"You know a way out!!"

"Yeah…but fat chance getting me to tell you!!"

"Please, Mr. Ingo!" Malon said sweetly with hands grasp together and puppy-dog eyes, "Please! You'd be the greatest ghost ever!!"

"Humph!!" The 'greatest ghost ever' scoffed turned his head away.

"P-Please, Mr. Ingo…" Meeko tried her luck, walking a tiny bit closer to the Poe. Ingo gave Meeko a leering look up and down……

"I-I'll do it…if…" Ingo's voice taking a creepier tune and hands were rubbing against each other, "If…the girl gives me a print…"

"A 'print'?" Link and Meeko both were confused, but Malon just sighed heavily.

"Yes! A print……a print of her breast!!"

"…………………………"

"No print, no-"

"NO WAY AM I GOING TO DO THAT!!" Meeko roared as she pounded Ingo's ghostly form to the ground. After a few moments of Poe-groin stomping, Link place his hand on Meeko's shoulder and stopped her. The maiden glared back at Link, "You're not really going let him do that, are you?!"

"No. But we need him if we're going to get out of here." Link replied and Meeko had to agree.

"Mr. Ingo…sigh…" Malon didn't seem surprised at all at Poe Ingo's request, "You were always such a pervert……with that big collection of breast prints in your room…"

"IT'S MY ART!!" Ingo cried as he shot back up and received another sigh from Malon, "You have no right to censor me!!"

"Well isn't this great!!" Meeko stated with her hands on her hips, "We've got one perv leading another perv around!!"

"Yippee…" Link whispered to himself as he clutched his aching head, "She's calling me a perv, again…"

Below the lighter scene above, an omnipotent and evil force collect its power together. It had been a great deal of time since it last had a kicking meal……


Author's Note: Who know Ingo was such a pervert...well ok...half the people who write about Lon Lon Ranch use the same idea, but mine is funnier! The Poe Twins (Yamdin and Yamhela) were pretty fun to come up with. Their names came from the primordial Hindu gods: Yama and Yami as well as Odin and Hela, two death gods from Norse mythology. Yamhela also has a reference to Celtic banshees...

Yes, I'm a theology hobbyist.